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As proud as she was of Cora’s progress, Agnes could hardly claim this as the main reason for her eagerness.
In truth, she just loved spending time with Cora. As much as she’d had her doubts about interacting with her at first, Cora was quickly becoming one of her closest friends.
Of course, this was a double-edged sword. She was well aware that her feelings for Cora were edging past the bounds of friendship. She was well past denying her physical want for Cora, even if she was still fighting the emotional part.
Cora in the gym was always long tan legs in hot pants and a tiny sports bra. She looked like she would excel in any sport- and so it seemed, she had in the past. Agnes couldn’t help admiring her long athletic body every time she saw it and seeing it again in all of her fantasies.
Agnes was doing paperwork, which always went slowly, but today it was moving along at a glacial pace. She glanced at the clock again. Forty minutes left. She always had an easier time interacting with Cora when she wasn’t unendurably horny—which she was pretty much all the time now.
Agnes was in no small way frustrated with her body’s response to Cora. Just the thought of Cora’s lean muscles and sweaty tan skin—which she had felt against hers when she helped to correct Cora’s technique in the gym—was enough to send her mind and body into overdrive.
Agnes made the decision and got up to lock her office door. She made sure that the blinds were closed before sitting back down and sliding a hand into her pants. She found herself already wet in anticipation, which wasn’t entirely surprising, given that she’d been thinking about Cora.
Agnes closed her eyes and pulled up the image of Cora in the weights section, her face set in concentration and small beads of sweat rolling down her face.
Agnes imagined taking Cora’s hand and leading her to the gym showers. She undressed Cora in her mind, stripping every barrier between their bare skin.
Once both she and Cora were naked, Agnes pushed her into the shower with two fingers against her chest. Cora went willingly.
Agnes moaned softly as she fingered her clit, imagining it was Cora’s fingers there instead of her own. Agnes kissed Cora in the shower, pressing their sweaty bodies against each other as the hot water ran over them.
In her fantasy, Cora went to her knees and spread Agnes’ folds with one hand before moving her mouth toward Agnes’ clit. Agnes moaned again as the Cora in her mind started licking her clit, steadily but so slowly.
She felt herself coming close to the edge and wanted to draw it out. She wasn’t ready for this to end yet. She removed her hand from her clit, panting for a few seconds. A few seconds was all she was able to do before she felt herself drawn back in.
Agnes started fingering her clit again, slower this time. She wondered what it would feel like if it was Cora’s tongue instead of her fingers. She gasped and picked up the pace at that thought. In the steamy shower, Cora picked up her pace as well, licking faster and faster, pausing every minute or so to suck on Agnes’ clit before going back to her relentless licking.
It was too much. Agnes came with a soft cry, going stiff in her desk chair as the orgasm overtook her, blanking everything out except the white-hot pleasure.
When she came down, she realized she had squirted in her pants. Again. Agnes sighed, but she was prepared for this eventuality. She’d considered doing this in the bathroom but wasn’t willing to risk the mortification of someone coming in and hearing her sounds of pleasure.
She grabbed the wipes and spare pants that she now kept in her bag all the time and cleaned up. Agnes did her best to go back to her paperwork, but it was a losing battle.
When the clock finally hit five, she leapt up and hurried through to the locker room to grab her gym bag.
She was early, but Cora still managed to be there before her.
“Hi,” Agnes said, somewhat breathlessly.
“Hi.” Was she imagining it or did Cora sound equally breathless. “Do you want to get started?”
Agnes did her best to pull her mind out of the gutter. “Of course.”
They didn’t talk during their warmup—they were both too out of breath for that. Once their breathing had evened out, Agnes gestured to the weights. “You can definitely lift heavier today- it is getting way too easy for you.”
Cora eyed the larger weight doubtfully. “I don’t know, Agnes. It’s been a while.”
“You don’t need to worry. I’ll be spotting you the whole time. If you say, I’ll take the weight out of your hands.”
Cora gave her a brilliant smile. “Okay, then. I’ll give it a shot.”
She lay down on the bench and planted her feet correctly as Agnes put the weight on the stand above her. Cora wrapped her hands around the bar and took a deep breath, breathing out as she lifted, just as Agnes had taught her to.
Agnes loved seeing what Cora could lift- she felt like this was just the tip of the iceberg. Cora’s body had so much raw strength.
The bar wobbled a bit, but Cora managed the reps with relative ease with it before setting it back down on the stand.
She sat up, grinning from ear to ear. “I did it!”
